After being replaced, she changed from a miserable daughter-in-law to a lucky wife

Chapter 247 Sir doesn’t like it?

Xiao Zisen looked at him and frowned: "Sir, you don't like it?"

"Not really, it's just my first time trying it and I feel it's a little special." Qingfeng said and looked at Xia Wanniang: "What does this fruit look like?"

"It's not the right season now. My husband was looking for it in the back mountain." Xia Wanniang now threw everything that could not be explained to the back mountain.

Qingfeng felt a little regretful: "Next time if you find it, can you let me see it?"

"Of course you can." Xia Wanniang said and went into the kitchen.

The children rested for a quarter of an hour and then started the next class.

When Xia Wanniang saw that they all went to the main room, she took out the soaked mung beans from the space and asked Aunt Xiao to put them in the pot to cook.

There were quite a few people coming to work, so one pot of mung bean soup was not enough. They made three pots and looked at the mung bean soup that had already cooled down in the bucket.

Aunt Xiao wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "These should be enough."

Xia Wanniang asked her to sit down and rest: "It's okay if it's not enough, I have more."

She didn't ask Aunt Xiao to prepare lunch, but took out ready-made food from the space.

The people at the housing exhibition had already met Qingfeng yesterday, but when they saw the food at noon, they were all dumbfounded. Aren’t these living conditions a little too good?

Qing Feng looked at Xiao Chiye who had returned: "Has the food in your house always been so good?"

Xiao Chiye didn't know what he meant, but he nodded seriously: "Yeah."

After Qingfeng ate the food, he suddenly felt what he had eaten in the capital before?

“Aunt Xiao, did you do this?”

Aunt Xiao smiled naturally: "Yes, is it not to Xiaofeng's taste?"

Qingfeng waved his hands quickly: "No, I have never eaten such delicious food, but it is better than the restaurant in the capital."

Auntie Xiao picked up some dishes for him and said, "If it tastes good, eat more. Ali likes it too."

Qingfeng smiled and nodded: "With this kind of food, I think I'll have to eat two more bowls of rice every day."

Fang Zhan agreed: "That's right. If Madam Xiao were to open a restaurant, the business would definitely be very good."

Aunt Xiao smiled awkwardly and looked at Xia Wanniang: Do I need to improve my cooking skills from now on?

Xia Wanniang gave her a reassuring look: Mom, your cooking skills are already very good.

Aunt Xiao glared at her and said: The problem is that I don’t know how to cook these dishes.

Xia Wanniang then remembered a more realistic problem. It seemed that she had to think of a solution.

Everyone will take a break for half an hour at noon.

In the afternoon, Xiao Chiye pulled out the mung bean soup on a bullock cart and asked all the people who came to help to have a bowl of it, including the children they brought with them.

Aunt Xiao walked to Xia Wanniang's room and sat across from her table: "Wanniang, can you cook these dishes?"

Xia Wanniang scratched her head. How could she cook these dishes? She had to eat nutrient solution in the interstellar space. "Mom, do you really want to learn?"

"What can you do if you don't learn? You'll be exposed sooner or later." Aunt Xiao looked at her helplessly.

Xia Wanniang thought about it and exchanged a lot of recipes from the exchange space, but the fonts of these recipes were all different, and Aunt Xiao would definitely not be able to understand them if she showed them to her.

She took out a cookbook, and then took out a pen and paper and began to translate the words on it into the language here.

After writing a recipe, she handed it to Aunt Xiao: "Mother, take a look and see if you can understand it."

Aunt Xiao took the paper and looked at it carefully. It was clearly recorded what to put first, what to put next, and how much was needed.

"Anything else? Write more and I'll try. You also have to prepare all these dishes and seasonings for me."

Xia Wanniang resigned herself to translating the recipe, as it seemed that this was a task that only she could accomplish.

Fortunately, she writes quite fast, and today she picked relatively simple home-cooked dishes, otherwise it would have taken a long time just to translate and record them.

Aunt Xiao took the prescription from her hand, looked at it carefully, and asked a few questions from time to time, asking what these things were.

Xia Wanniang took out some booklets with photos of these things on them, so that it would be easy to check the recipes on the prescription.

Aunt Xiao looked at the pictures in the book. They were exactly the same as the vegetables she occasionally saw. "These are really well drawn."